Reed cried out, his whole body tensing as he as he tried to hold back and just enjoy this for a few more minutes, but he just couldn’t. It was too much. Hamish drove up into him that knot fully engaged so they were locked together, and Reed lost it. He came, shooting all over Hamish’s chest and belly, his body shaking, his sweat dripping into his eyes.
Hamish shouted, his whole body arching hard enough that Reed almost flew off into the air, except that Hamish’s knot kept him anchored, and he felt it when Hamish came inside him deep and hard and hot and wet.
“Oh, God that was good.” He slumped down onto Hamish’s chest breathing hard, his whole body lax. He felt so much better, and thank goodness, his lower back didn’t hurt anymore.
That was a win-win.
Chapter
Four
Read needed something yummy. He wasn’t sure what. A cookie maybe or a piece of cake. He loved spice cake with lots of cinnamon. He started prowling the kitchen that he shared with Hamish, looking for something that might fix his sweet tooth. He didn’t really want to bake, but he wanted to be able to eat just what he wanted too.
Unfortunately, after hunting through all the cabinets, the bread box, and the refrigerator there was nothing he wanted. Reed sighed. This was no fun. Why wasn’t there something to fill this gnawing ache in his belly? He’d had to deal with morning sickness for couple of months now, he was showing pretty well, and he was always hungry. Sadly, half the time he had no idea what he wanted.
Maybe he could convince Francois, who was Starry’s chef, to give him something out of his stash. Francois had an amazing pastry chef who kept the family supplied with good stuff. Reed wandered out of his apartment, heading for the kitchens just see if he could just find a nibble.
“Hey, Reed. Long time no see.”
“Kevin!” Kevin was one of Starry’s drivers, and Reed really liked the guy, even if he didn’t get to go very many places rightnow. Apparently, Des and Hamish were a little bit worried about his family coming after him. They feared, if the rumors got out that he was pregnant, then his father would just come take him, or at least try to, which would cause a real problem. So it was safer to hide him away and keep him out of sight.
The problem was he was chafing at the forced homebound feeling he had. Now he understood why Starry, when he was pregnant the first time, had gone out to lunch to organize a charity event even though Des had told him to stay home, and had gotten himself kidnapped.
Now, if Starry hadn’t gotten himself taken, Reed wouldn’t be where he was, so he was actually pretty grateful. Maybe good things happened when somebody didn’t follow directions.
“How’s it going, Reed? I heard congratulations are in order.”
“They are. Thank you. How are you doing?”
“I’m good. Bored. Starry is pregnant again too, so I’m not getting a lot of work.”
“Yeah? He doesn’t have anything planned for today?” He knew Starry wasn’t going out. Reed planned his schedule, after all.
“Nope. I’m at loose ends.”
“So am I. I have the day off. Alistair is spending the day with Des and the baby. And Hamish is out on some sort of a security detail thing. I have no idea what. How do you feel about driving me to McAlister’s bakery?”
Kevin lit up. “That sounds great to me. Are you all right with that, though?”
“Sure. I mean Hamish would like to keep me close to home, but the bakery is only a couple of miles away. I’m really craving something sweet. I don’t want bother Francois. I know how busy he is. Especially when Des and Starry are spending the day together, and he’s making some sort of decadent supper for them.”
“Okay. I’m happy to do it. You ready to go now?”
Reed looked down at his feet. “Let me just go back in my apartment and put some real shoes on. I’ll be right back.”
Kevin grinned, nodding. “I’ll wait right here.”
Jazzed, Reed ran inside his apartment and changed his shirt and put on shoes and grabbed his wallet. Hamish would never know he was gone right?
He joined Kevin in the hallway again, grinning.” Let’s go.” He left the ‘before someone stops us’ unsaid.
Kevin led the way to the elevator, and they headed down to the parking garage. Thankfully they didn’t meet anyone on the way, at least not anyone who would tell Reed that he had to stay home.
But then he felt a little guilty. As soon as they were in the car, heading out toward the bakery, he texted Hamish.
going to the bakery do you want anything?
He got a string of exclamation points back and then
